Dying A Virgin and How to Avoid it (Coming Soon)

Dying a Virgin & How to Avoid it

Jasmine West, age 17, 5'6. I'm currently in my last two months of being a junior and I must say I fucking hate it. My school is crawling with tall, dark, and sexy boys. And I know what your thinking. She must get hella dïck.

Well, sadly you're wrong. I've never gotten as much as an eye-raping or undressing my whole 17 years of living. And now I really know what your thinking. This bitch must be ugly as shit. To be really honest I think your right. I've tried everything to get these stupid hunks attention.

I workout out and changed my eating habits so that I now have the perfect hourglass figure, wear clothes that compliment my body, grew my hair, nails, eyelashes and brows and even get them done every other week.
Also, I'm a straight A student, have lots of friends, am told I'm very sweet and nice and get invited to parties. I've tried using makeup but I'm not at that level yet.

Maybe I should just take a guy into the janitor's closet and get down. You people probably think I'm so messed up right now but I don't care. I'm a 17 year-old healthy heterosexual female that wants some action. I don't see a problem with that.

I sigh as I unlock the door to the condo. Since middle school, I've been living with my older brother Jared. Our parents were one of the conservative types, so they had us later than most people. When I was born my dad was on bed rest and died when I was 8, while mom's in an old folk home.

Jared is protective, like any normal brother would be of his sister, and has a job at an apple store. He's currently 26.

I open the door to see Jared running around the condo. I roll my eyes. What the hell is he doing? "Um, Jared." He stops and looks at me. "Yes?" I look around the living room. "What the fuck are you doing?"

He runs his fingers through his hair. "Willow wanted me to babysit her kitten but I kinda lost it.." Willow is one of Jared's co-workers. She's the one that showed him the ropes when he first got his job.

My eyes widen. "How do you lose a fucking animal, dipshit!" He glares at me. "Look here asshat, you don't understand how hard it is to take care of a baby cat in a big place with small areas so I'd advise you to stay off my dïck, alright Jasmine."

I roll my eyes and cross my arms over my chest. "And what the fuck are you wearing!" I spin around and pose, then wink. "Clothes, thanks for noticing," I say as if it's the most obvious thing in the world, which it is.

He lifts his arms up and wraps them around the space in between us and squeezes it. "You're lucky I can't choke the shit outta you, right now." He stops his actions and looks around the living room.

I shrug. "Couldn't do it anyway." He scoffs as I walk out the living room and up to my room. This was normally how we acted towards each other but don't misunderstand we don't hate each other it's just one of the ways we show our brotherly and sisterly affection.

Once all school related things are taken care of I change out of my clothes and into an oversized hoodie and boyshorts. I don't usually like bras when I don't need them to bring out my cleavage.

I jump into my bed and grab my MacBook and headphones from my side table. I look at my closed door before I put on my headphones and open my Mac. I plug them it as I go to good old PornHub. What? I'm sexually frustrated what do you want me to do?

As I'm searching for something I hear Jared burst through my door. I scream as I quickly close my laptop. My eyes widen and my heartbeat quickened. He's gonna fucking kill me. He looks at me then my belongings. "So what were you doing?" He raises an eyebrow. My face pales, my heartbeat completely stops and I start sweating profusely.